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No Direction
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Direction was released on June 12, 2024 by PTMD as a part of the album Almighty Mar
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Release DateJune 12, 2024
LabelPTMD
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Li mar
Li mar
Songwriter

Lyrics

If I call you my brother, that mean you my brother forever and that's how this shit just gon' go
If one of my **** get popped, then we spinnin' right back and we comin' to even the score
We jumpin' out, we tryna blast ain't shooting out cars, you know that we swingin' a doe
He try to run shoot at his knee, and as soon as he fall, you know we gone shoot at the floor
How the fuck they all want us to spin? We don't got no direction, y'all need to come send us a lo
Bro had sent some shots, he ain't said that's cool, but he tryna send him some more
How many **** done died from over they side? Shit, it's more than four
If it's him or me, I'm picking me, ****, I'm gon' tag your toe
And all these hoes be goin' big 6'3", ****, I will bag your ho
Chasing him down, he thought he was gettin' away, he thought he was fast, he slow
Takin' him down, now his ass all in his feelings, he like, I thought you was bro
I keep shit cordial, but know, I will slime you, you not nobody I know
We'll spin in December, catch a **** while it's winter, and leave his head in the snow
Clap at a ****, we seen his ass fall on the ground, we smilin' and yellin' out "Gooooo"
**** be gangsta for gram, I know he ain't like that, IRL that boy a hoe
Hittin' a bitch from the back, and I'm hittin' the spot now her coochie lookin' like soap
Tell a opp to kill himself, then do it myself, gon' hang his ass with my rope
We used to bitch you lil ****, we can't take y'all serious, man you lil **** is jokes
Clappin' a bitch from the back, she tell me slow down, right now, I'm killin' the stroke
Bro got a opp thats his cousin, thats your kin? Okay I'm killing your folks
If I call you my brother, that mean you my brother forever and that's how this shit just gon' go
If one of my **** get popped, then we spinnin' right back and we comin' to even the score
We jumpin' out, we tryna blast ain't shooting out cars, you know that we swingin' a doe
He try to run shoot at his knee, and as soon as he fall, you know we gone shoot at the floor
How the fuck they all want us to spin? We don't got no direction, y'all need to come send us a lo
Bro had sent some shots, he ain't said that's cool, but he tryna send him some more
How many **** done died from over they side? Shit, it's more than four
If it's him or me, I'm picking me, ****, I'm gon' tag your toe
Written by: Li mar
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